My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

Within the Myriad Laws Secret Realm, Meng Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was calm as still water, without any glint of light or overwhelming force.

But if someone were to look into his eyes at this moment, they would notice—

Deep within those eyes, countless interwoven and flowing golden threads seemed to be reflected, each thread connecting the past and the future, permeating cause and effect, and reaching all things.

He opened his palm, and within it, the power of six laws intertwined and flowed—

The Law of Force, the Law of Slaughter, the Law of Destruction, the Law of Space, the Law of Time, and the Law of Cause and Effect!

The six supreme laws formed a perfect closed loop within his body, interdependent, mutually reinforcing, and perfectly integrated.

He clenched his fist gently, feeling the unprecedented power within his body.

The integration of six laws and the integration of five laws are two completely different concepts.

If, when he merged the five laws, he felt as if he were standing atop a high mountain, looking down upon all living beings;

After integrating the six laws, he felt as if he were standing on a cloud, looking down not only at all living beings, but also at the laws governing the operation of this world.

More importantly, the internal world has also undergone tremendous changes.

The fusion of the six laws expanded the territory of the inner world several times over, made the world's barriers more solid, and made the operation of the laws within the world smoother and more efficient.

He could clearly sense that he was only one step away from transforming into the "Middle World" and becoming a superior saint—only one opportunity, an opportunity sufficient to trigger a qualitative change.

"More than nine thousand years..."

Meng Chuan muttered to himself, his tone tinged with a hint of emotion.

He secluded himself in the Myriad Laws Realm for over nine thousand years, finally comprehending the Law of Cause and Effect to perfection and successfully merging it with the other five laws.

The arduous cultivation of over nine thousand years has finally led to today's breakthrough in realm, which can be considered worthwhile.

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and his whole body crackled and popped.

Then, he took out the cyan jade talisman he had used to enter the secret realm—

The light on the jade talisman had dimmed considerably, but it was still enough to allow him to leave the secret realm.

He infused the jade talisman with the power of the laws, and the talisman emitted a soft light that enveloped his body.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the Myriad Laws Secret Realm and appeared at the exit of the secret realm.

At the same time, the jade talisman shattered and turned into dust!

At the exit, there is a long corridor leading to a side hall in the core area of ​​the Wanfa Hall headquarters.

Meng Chuan walked out along the passageway with steady steps and a calm expression.

He was thinking that after he came out of seclusion, he would first check on Yan Qing and Tapa, and then go to the Hall of Rewards to see if there were any new bounty missions...

However, the moment he stepped out of the passageway and into the core area of ​​the Wanfa Hall headquarters—

He was stunned!

What came into view was not the magnificent headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws as I remembered, but a scene of ruins.

Broken walls and scorched earth were everywhere; the sight of devastation was everywhere.

The once towering palaces and pavilions are now reduced to a few crooked stone pillars, standing forlornly amidst the ruins.

The air, which was originally brimming with spiritual energy and so dense with the power of laws that it was almost tangible, has now become thin and turbid, mixed with a smell of decay and death.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of ash, which made a rustling sound when stepped on, as if stepping on the ashes of countless dead souls.

Meng Chuan stood there, silent for a moment.

His face remained expressionless, but his pupils contracted slightly.

He slowly lifted his feet and walked forward along the once wide and clean bluestone avenue in the center of the ruins.

The original cultivation caves and living quarters of the Wanfa Hall disciples on both sides of the avenue are now nothing but piles of rubble and charred charcoal.

He walked past the former site of the Bounty Hall—the magnificent hall where the bounty jade tablet once hung, now only half a wall remains, and the jade tablet has long since disappeared.

He walked past the former site of the Intelligence Hall—the building that housed countless precious intelligence jade slips, now only a sunken pit remained, as if it had been blasted open from the inside by some terrifying force.

He walked past the former site of the Hall of Rewards—the hall where he had once received his reward, now even its foundation had been overturned, revealing the dark brown soil beneath.

His divine sense swept over the location of the divine crystal mine—the mysterious area where the high-grade divine crystal mine, once designated as a forbidden area by the headquarters of the Myriad Laws Hall, was now just a huge pit, as if it had been uprooted, leaving not even a single fragment of stone behind.

Meng Chuan stopped in his tracks.

He stood in the center of the ruins, slowly closed his eyes, and spread his divine sense.

Centered on him, his divine sense spread outwards in all directions like mercury spilling onto the ground—

Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles...

His divine sense enveloped the entire independent space where the headquarters of the Hall of Myriad Laws was located, and every corner and every inch of land was carefully scanned by him.

There are no living people.

There is no living organism.

Buildings were destroyed, resources were looted, and corpses littered the ground...

Who can tell him—

What exactly happened at the headquarters of the Myriad Laws Hall while he was in seclusion in the Myriad Laws Secret Realm?

The Hall of Ten Thousand Laws is now like a family that has been wiped out!

Meng Chuan's gaze was somewhat complicated.

He hadn't been a member of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws for long and didn't have any deep feelings for the sect.

His relationship with the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws was more of a mutually beneficial arrangement, with neither party owing the other anything, and there was no real sense of belonging involved.

but--

What about Yan Qing?

His most trusted disciple, Yan Qing, had been cultivating at the headquarters of the Myriad Laws Hall before he entered the Myriad Laws Secret Realm for seclusion.

And Tapa, the fellow Daoist who came to the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws with them, is also at the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws.

Now, the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws is in ruins. Where is his disciple Yan Qing? And where is Tapa?

Meng Chuan's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

He once again extended his divine sense, this time expanding his search area to the surrounding sea area outside the independent space where the Wanfa Palace headquarters was located.

He scanned the vast sea area, spanning millions of miles, inch by inch—there was no trace of Yan Qing, no trace of Tapa, no trace of anything he recognized.

It was as if those two people had never existed in this sea area.

Meng Chuan stood amidst the ruins, remaining silent for a long time.

Then, he took a deep breath, suppressing his anxiety and worry.

He knew that rushing things wouldn't help. He needed to figure it out first—

What exactly happened during the more than nine thousand years he was in seclusion?!

He turned and left the ruins.